Chapter 884 You Just Believe Him?

"When Song Jingtian was born, Song Boyan's father had passed away and his mother was over sixty years old. How many women are still fertile at this age?"

Han Jifeng watched Tang Li's reaction, thinking that she should be a little confused when she learned about Jiang Yunxi's existence, including Song Jingtian's background, even if she wasn't shocked, in fact—

Tang Li's reaction was calm, not because he knew it, but more like trust.

——Because of her trust in Song Boyan.

Han Jifeng's eyes were dark, and he still asked something: "You just believe him?"

"Because I know that if Song Jingtian is his child, he will not tell me."

Speaking, Tang Li paused for a few seconds: "I met Song Boyan nine years ago, it's not that I don't know anything about him at that age. If he had a relationship with Jiang Yunxi and gave birth to a son, he would definitely treat Jiang Yunxi and Jiang Yunxi. Children are in charge."

It's not that she went out without a brain, and just listened to a few words from others and decided it was a fact.

Even if she has doubts about Song Jingtian's life experience, she will not show anything in front of Han Jifeng. Instead of getting the "truth" from him, she is more willing to go to Song Boyan for confirmation.

Besides, Tang Li also saw more Song Boyan and Song Jingtian getting along.

Not the kind of intimacy between father and son.

"Men are more or less inferior, the difference is self-control, so don't use your thinking mode to think about others." After all, not every man is like you...

In the last half of the sentence, Tang Li finally said it.

Han Jifeng watched Tang Li turn and leave, and understood her voice—

He hurt her like Li Shengxia, and now what qualifications does he have to judge another man?

Tang Li walked to the car, Yuan Qin opened the rear door again.

After getting in the car, Tang Li looked out through the car window.

Han Jifeng stood not far away, a little spark flickered between his fingers. It was a cigarette he had just lit, and the curling smoke was like the troubles lingering in his heart, which lingered for a long time.

In the nanny's car, Tang Li retracted his gaze.

Yuan Qin also got in the car.

Tang Li thought of what Han Jifeng had just said, and pretended to be casual, and took the initiative to talk to Yuan Qin: "Someone quietly told me that you were sent by someone to monitor me."

"..." Yuan Qin.

"It's a pity not to go to the Secret Service with such a skill as you."

Yuan Qin replied, "I'm very satisfied with my current job. As for Miss Tang's skills, as long as she has been a soldier, she will know some martial arts."

Tang Li looked at Yuan Qin's angular face, perhaps because of Han Jifeng's influence, the more she looked at Yuan Qin, the more she looked like the bodyguards surrounded by Song Boyan.

However, Yuan Qin himself did not admit it, and Tang Li did not hold on to it either.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Song Boyan: "My bodyguard seems to be hiding something from me."

After ten seconds, Song Boyan returned to her: "Is it important?"

"It's more important." Tang Li typed, deliberately speaking seriously: "I think there may be someone behind him."

Soon, a message came: "Isn't the employer behind him your agency?"

Tang Li made a spoof emoji [shaking his head desperately].

Song Boyan was amused when he saw the content of the text message.

Before he could reply, Tang Li had already looked at the passenger seat and asked Yuan Qin, "What do you think of His Excellency the President?"

Yuan Qin: "..."

Since ancient times, it has been taboo for subordinates to publicly evaluate the peak.